Hopeful... Anger
Nine thirty pm. The time says.
She has been pacing the hallway just outside the ER since he was brought into the hospital and taken in for surgery.
She cried she prayed, she hoped and scolded herself for being so adamant and putting him in such a situation.
“Oh GOD, let him be fine, please let him be okay, I beg you GOD” continuing pacing the hallway then leaning her back on the tiled wall to checking the time.
“Please let him be fine”
She heard footsteps from her side and turned to see her parents, in-laws, friends, and the policemen from earlier all coming towards her. Moana and Patricia’s steps were quickened towards her and she let out a sob going in their embrace.
“Mama” they both engulf her in a comforting hug.
***
You stupid good for nothings” she yelled and threw her shoe on the vase close to her bed making it shatter on the floor and both men flinched.
One was blond and the other red.